Song Qingshu nearly sprayed blood from his nose when he heard her words. Her heavily suggestive tone, brimming with provocation, was enough to set any man's heart reeling.
What a bewitching vixen who could charm a man to death without paying for it. Zhao Shicheng cursed inwardly, unable to suppress a hint of jealousy. Smiling, he interrupted their exchanged glances. "General Wu truly deserves his reputation for having stayed in Quanzhou. You actually know the name and origin of every kind of liquor. I wonder if you recognize the remaining varieties as well?"
Qin Keqing promptly poured another cup and offered it to him. "General, please."
Seeing her smile so sweetly as she urged him to drink cup after cup, Song Qingshu sneered inwardly. Since she harbored ill intentions, there was no need for him to be polite.
When he took the cup, Song Qingshu did not immediately accept it. Instead, he deliberately brushed his hand over hers.
Qin Keqing seemed to recoil as though shocked, but he held her hand firmly. A blush like rouge instantly rose in her cheeks, making her appear all the more delicate and alluring.
"General~" Qin Keqing shot him a mildly reproachful glance, but Song Qingshu pulled her directly into his embrace. Holding her as he sampled the wine in his cup, he said, "The liquor is amber-colored, with floral and fruity aromas... and a smoky flavor as well. It must be Scottish whisky. This is a drink suited to ambitious men. Only such men can appreciate flavors so complex and profound."
"Splendid, splendid!" Zhao Shicheng applauded as he praised him. "I never expected General Wu to possess not only godlike swordsmanship, but also such mastery over wines. I truly admire you."
"Your Highness flatters me." Song Qingshu nodded calmly in response, while his